#ackerman x reader

tw: levi's mum is dying so, be warned for a little angst

"beneath it all, I think she just worries about me, about what I’ll do when she...”

You shift uncomfortably in your seat; your arm draped loosely across your stomach. Levi sits opposite you, his expression as narrow as it always is, pout causing his lip to curl downward ever-so-slightly. His posture mirrors your own with his back slouched against the chair, bottom sinking down into the cushion. The old leather peels, wrinkles set into the skin. 

“So,” You clear your throat, your fingers beginning to clutch at your jumper, that arm getting a little tighter as you subconsciously hug yourself. “Before we do this, we should go over some ground rules.” Swallowing, you adjust yourself in your seat, leaning forward, bringing your legs a little closer – but you only seem to end up in the same position you began in.  

“Only fair.” His tea only fills half of the mug, the bag sitting on the edge of the saucer beneath. There’s a small pool of liquid sitting under the cup that dribbled from the bag – you know it bothers him. Levi notices your eyes lingering over the beverage. He doesn’t comment on it.  

“What about affection?” You push the question through your teeth, mentally cringing as you watch his eyes narrow.   “What about it?” His tone is colder than before, but the fact he’s willing to entertain you can only mean he’s willing to discuss this further.   “Well, we aren’t gonna sell this if we’re sat ten feet apart.”  

It’s Levi’s turn to uncomfortably writhe within the sofa cushion, his hands clenching into fists.   “Well, no shit.” The hard exterior deflects any source of self-doubt and judgment. “You’ll have to stay close, wrap your arm in mine, just...” He swallows. “Make it look natural.”   “Right, natural.” This was anything but.  

  “My mother - she’s weak, but she’s not stupid. I don’t think she believed me when I told her I was seeing someone – she’s likely going to catch on if we slip up.”   You scoff. “So, no pressure.”   “No pressure.” Levi nods slightly, black hairs of his fringe rousing as he combs a clammy hand through the side of his undercut.  

“What’s she like, your mum?” You’re hesitant to ask – I mean, who’d ask about a friend’s dying mother? You almost retract the question when he looks to you in silence, though as you begin to part your lips, he’s clearing his throat.   “Strong. Kind. But, beneath it all, I think she just worries about me, about what I’ll do when she...” He trails off, and once again any eye contact has been released. Levi looks down to the now cold cup on the edge of the coffee table, and wonders why he’d felt unable to drink the tea he’d paid for. Why did he feel so ill?  

“I’ll try my best, Levi.” Your words of reassurance do penetrate his skin, though he’s unsure if he’s able to feel your warmth. You don’t speak for a few minutes, instead allowing the ambient drone of the espresso machine and chimes of mugs and saucers fill the air between you. It wasn’t nice, but it was calm, and that you were grateful for.  

“Can I just ask one thing?” Your voice is almost lost in the sound of laughter from the table beside you.   “Sure.” Levi’s gaze meets yours once more.   “Why me? Out of everyone you could’ve asked, why did you ask me?”  

Levi’s responses haven’t been the fastest, evidence to his current decline in mental ability. His mother’s condition has been a burning concern at the back of his mind for so long, but with a quick decline and terminal diagnosis, that burning has become an outright fire. His mind is unable to think about anything other than his mum, the most consistent person in his life, and how great a loss he will feel. It feels morbid, how he’s grieving her before she’s even dead, how he feels as though he just wants to get it over with.  

“I trust you.” Levi triumphs against the inner turmoil and forces the words through his mouth. His filter lacks more than ever at the moment and that brutal honesty has upset most of his friends, even causing irreversible damage with a few. But you, you’re patient with him. He should definitely apologise to you regarding his actions over the past month – he's harsher and much less patient. But he knows that you’ll wait for him to be ready, you’ll be there at the finish line. That’s something he cannot fault.  

Levi had more self control than this. He knew he did - combating the desire he'd had for you as if it had been another titan. Yet, he found himself laying awake at night, a sheen of sweat over his body, a ball in his throat. There were many things he'd wanted, and he knew that right at the top of that list, your name would sit highly, proudly. 

This wouldn't be the first time he'd rolled a fist over himself while thinking of you. There were a few memories he'd gone to, moments where he'd caught a glimpse of your bare skin when he shouldn't have looked, or fixated on the curve of your ass - accentuated by the uniform straps. Today, there had been a specific scene replaying within his mind, the root of the ache between his thighs. 

He'd been behind you, riding horseback. You'd led the way, describing a new formation to squad leaders, a hunched position. The bounce of your body over the saddle, the arch of your back as you controlled your weight. 

It was pathetic, really. Levi understood he'd been desperate, yet found his hand trailing toward his member with a sigh between parted lips. Though, as he pumped himself languidly, he'd known his fist wouldn't suffice tonight. Every roll of his hips left him unsatisfied as his leaking tip begged for more friction. He'd thought about it, how pathetic he'd felt, yet he found himself rolling over anyway. 

He brought the pillows toward him, arching the cotton and pressing himself against the curve. One supported his upper body, a place to press his face and suppress stray moans, while the other had been folded to grasp at his cock. There had been a hiss at the initial roll of hips, a twang of relief. The need for more drove him to continue, humping motion as he leaned forward. If he concentrated, he could picture you beneath him, missionary position, his tinted cheeks hidden in the darkness around him. The quiet movements of the bed, ones he'd known would be much louder if he'd been able to have his way with you. 

A distant memory that you don’t remember find its way back to you, through your dreams. It feels too vivid to ignore. It felt too real to be just an imagination.

In the dream, there was this man, sharp gray eyes, filled with the weight of grief and loss, and black hair that fell neatly just above his brows. There was something hauntingly familiar about him. The way he looked at you, the way he carried himself, it all echoed to someone you knew in real life.

Your senior.

The resemblance was unmistakable: the same eyes, the same remarkable presence.

But in the dream, he was different. Not just in appearance —slightly shorter but also more worn out and tired. Like a version of him shaped by a world far harsher than yours.

In the dream, the two of you fought side by side. You don’t remember the battles exactly, but you remember the way he stood beside you, the way you always found your way back to each other. No words were ever spoken, but the feeling was undeniable: there was love that existed. Quiet, genuine, and unspoken.

But in that memory, the world was too cruel for softness. Love felt like a weakness, a dangerous thing to hold onto in a place where people died suddenly and without any warning. So neither of you ever said it. You both carried it in silence, believing it would only get in the way. Love felt like just another thing the world could steal away.

And now, in this life in the quiet moments between sleep and waking, those memories returned. Uninvited, but persistent. They tug at your chest and whisper what was left unsaid.

So the question lingers:

Now that you remember, fate different from the cruel destiny of the past..

will you finally be able to say the words you never could before?

Will you pursue the love that never had the chance to exist?

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Another story!

I keep getting caught up in new ideas, instead of focusing on finishing the next part of my first works. 😅

But anyway, here’s a new story from my drafts which will have several parts: an AU set in the modern world, where both characters are in high school. Levi is a grade twelve senior, preparing to graduate while You’re a grade eleven student, Carrying the memories of the past, finding the courage to begin something that has lingered long before. A love that once lived, now waiting to be revived.

But as you start over, you face the challenge of his cold, quiet demeanor.

Will your patience and love be enough to bridge the gap?

☆ Synopsis - You forgot you had your binder on, and you're a bit resistant to taking it off. Levi had a bad day but still makes sure you take care of yourself! ☆ Warnings! - Fluff mostly! Levi is a bit ooc but I think thats it :P ☆ Pairing/s - Levi Ackerman x gn!reader ☆ Notes - Binge watched almost all of aot but couldn't watch anymore after Eren started going evil mode, It was so happy what happened 😭😭 w/c - 1k

pairing: levi ackerman x reader

warnings: mentions of abuse

genre: fanfic romance

word count: 15k+

⟶ summary: Levi announces Commander Erwin set a trip to Shiganshina to reward the scouts, but what happens when your greatest fear isn’t a titan, but your abusive family that lives there?

a/n: I am bacckkkkk :) I have been gone for so long! I saw ALL your requests and will be on them shortly! here is some levi to help your day out. I’m still incredibly grateful for my followers & audience <3 xoxo

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It was late.

You looked at the sky through the window of your little bedroom, unable to sleep. Tomorrow was a big day for you,

and you wanted nothing to do with it.

You felt the sudden tears sting your eyes. You tried to blink them off, but just couldn’t. You got up and quietly opened the door, trying hard not to wake your comrades. In nothing but your black shorts and your oversized green scouts shirt, you headed for the bathrooms, your brain replaying your potential future that was so close.

Tomorrow was a trip to Shiganshina.

Commander Erwin had meetings all day and took the opportunity to try and raise morale by letting the troops have a day off to take advantage of the towns, to help rebuild, support small businesses, or just walk around. It was a good idea, it was supposed to be a reward.

But why Shiganshina?

Not Trost, or the interior, Shiganshina,

Your home.

You reached the sinks and with shaking hands, you turned the water on to rinse your face of the thoughts.

‘Captain Levi is going to take us, everything will be fine… right?’

You weren’t scared of titans like you were of what remained in your hometown. There’s something else residing there, something dangerous, someone dangerous. Your only living relative, the one who made your life a living hell after the wall fell. You shook with anxiety, thinking of the words he spoke to you and drenched your face quickly again.

‘Captain Levi won’t let anything—‘

You slammed the faucet off, angrily. ‘Captain Levi’s job is to help at war, not people’s personal issues. Snap out of it.’

You tried to deny your feelings for the legendary Captain, but deep down, there was nothing you could do. You liked him, which on its own was dangerous, given both his and your occupations.

When he announced this trip to you and your comrades, everyone cheered, except you. You had tried your hardest to smile, especially for your best friend Armin, but you felt the Captain’s stare on you, so you quickly hugged your overjoyed friend and left as everyone talked about what they were looking forward to seeing and doing.

You wiped your face dry and decided it was no use, you weren’t going to sleep, you’d be leaving for Shiganshina in a matter of hours, so you might as well wake yourself up. Your bare feet pitter-pattered across the wooden floors, down to the kitchens to get some tea.

You thought of the Captain again, remembering he was a tea drinker as well, but to be fair, he always had a place in your mind. The way he walked, his demeanor, his hair, the scent of him you could only just smell, his talent, everything. You hated to admit it, but it was true, you were in love with a man who would never love you. He didn’t talk to you very much, you’d just catch him looking at you from across a room. When you offered to use yourself as titan bait, he quickly snapped at you, but that’s normal for a Captain,

Right?

You reached the kitchens and headed for the cupboards, on your tiptoes, you slowly reached for the tin of tea. Lost in unbearable thoughts, you didn’t hear someone coming up from behind you.

Suddenly you felt a chest against your back, slightly pressing you into the counter, you saw a hand reaching up to the shelf above yours and instantly knew it was him. He pulled down a darker tin, his own personal tea. He set it down and you turned around to face him, your chest now hitting his as he closed the door.

Your heart fluttered with joy and fear, you’ve never been this close and it was giving you butterflies, but on the downside, why did it have to be when you were so scared and sad about tomorrow? He walked away from you, your bodies no longer touching and you took a deep breath to pull yourself together.

“You look like you need the strong stuff.” He said, voice deep as always. “It’s practically morning anyways and mine is heavily caffeinated.”

You were confused, “How did you know I’d be here, sir?”

He scoffed, clearly annoyed. “We’re not on duty until six, so don’t call me that… and I didn’t. I’m always up early, but this time I heard crying. It wasn’t until I realized it was you that I followed. You walk fast.”

You were humiliated, he heard you crying. You tried so hard to be the perfect soldier. Strong, flexible, reliable, yet he only saw you as a girl in tears, someone vulnerable.

“Oh. I— sorry.”

“Apologize to me and it’ll be the last thing you’ll ever do. You say it too damn much. I’ve seen you take the blow for your comrades many times, you don’t have to do that here.” He snapped.

“I—“

He interrupted again. “Now, are you going to tell me why you were crying at twenty to four and making tea?”

Your heart beat fast, he cared for some reason, but god you wished it was at a different time.

“It’s a long story...” you began.

“And we have a few hours before Erwin and the others wake up, so I suggest you start talking.”

Given nothing but silence, he turned to look at you and saw tears streaming silently on your face. He stopped moving.

You knew it was because he had never seen you cry and probably wondered what could finally break you. You got the courage to look up at him, and his eyes had that dead stare on you, as if he was reading your soul. He nodded towards the counter and you hopped on it as he boiled the water for tea. Dressed in his pajamas still, a tight black shirt and gray sweatpants, he made tea silently, not looking towards you at all.

Eventually, the tea was made and he walked over to you, handing it over in a teacup like his. Unexpectedly and almost out of character, he wiped a tear off your cheek, causing you to jump. He leans against the counter like it never happened, his arms crossed over his chest, analyzing you. “So,” he says much softer, not trying to scare you, “What broke you besides war, y/n?”

He said your name, he didn’t call you a soldier, or a cadet. He remembered and was speaking informally, person to person, not Captain to Soldier. Your stomach gained butterflies and you took a deep breath. He still watched you with that analyzing look, little did you know it meant he was very concerned.

“I don’t want to go to Shiganshina.” You said finally, not looking at him. It came out more fragile than you wanted, but there was an underlying firmness.

“I have to take you, it’s not my order.” Levi said calmly, arms still crossed.

You knew that and only nodded quickly. You felt a tear fall and you brushed it away, hoping he didn’t see it, but of course, he did.

Suddenly, the look on his face changed, but only for a moment. He can always hold his composure, but for a second he looked more icy than usual. He began to move the containers of tea and sugar and you thought you imagined it, until he spoke again.

“Who was he?”

His voice dripped with venom and he began to almost slam the containers closed, causing you to jump.

“W-what?”

You thought you were keeping it hidden, but apparently you were easy to read tonight. Your heart began to race.

“It’s not the wall falling, or you wouldn’t be a Scout. The look on your face when I announced we were leaving was a look of pure dread. I grew up in the Underground, I know a thing or two. Now, who tortured you in that damn town?”

He walked up to you and set a hand on each side of the counter space, locking you in. He stood in front of your legs, eyes on you. There was no getting out of it.

“After the wall fell… my family got wiped out.” You began, slowly. You looked anywhere but him as you told your story.

“Everyone but one, my uncle. He blamed me for their deaths because my parents pushed me out of the way to save me from an incoming titan. He took me in, but I would’ve been better off, even with nowhere to go.” You looked down and played with your fingers, avoiding his burning gaze.

“His words were just as bad as his temper. I had to get out, I was sick and tired of being… a burden, I guess? As soon as I was able to sneak out, I joined the scouts, hoping I’d become useful. My uncle is still alive and if he sees me… I don’t know what he would do to be honest. I can’t go to Shiganshina, Levi.”

He blinked quickly at his name, and leaned away from you crossing his arms.

“You’re going.” He said plainly, to which you nodded. It wasn’t his orders, like he said and like you thought before, you knew that. He began to clean again, no longer looking at you. “You’re going— and you’re to stay beside me at all times, that’s an order.”

Your heart skipped, “You’re also to point him out to me, zero exceptions. If he even gets close to you, you’re to tell me immediately. I’m not letting that shithead even speak to you.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really. That’s all I can do, you’ll still have to go. I can’t change that.”

You smiled a little bit, “That’s more than enough.”

He turned to look at you through his hair falling through his eyes, “Are you sure?”

“I feel safe with you.”

He stared at you, quietly, while you did the same. It was true, that was more than enough. Being at his side the whole trip would make it a breeze, even when you see your uncle. A last tear rolled down your cheek and he carefully stepped forward, as if he wasn’t sure what he was going to do himself. He carefully wiped the tear once again and whispered, “Go get some sleep, y/n.”

His voice was gruff, his face close to yours as his hand slowly left your cheek. Before you could answer, his hands were on your waist and he lifted you off the counter with no effort. You watched as he turned and began to put away the tea, then sugar, and began to organize like you weren’t there anymore. You slowly began to walk away, lost in thoughts of what just happened, the ghost of a smile on your face.

Little did you know, he had one too.

Tomorrow was going to be a horrible day, probably traumatic as well, but won’t be the end of the world anymore. The Captain himself wanted to be right there. After tonight, your suspicions were confirmed, he might not be the most emotional being, but he isn’t heartless.

If anything, he was your protector.

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click here for: part two

“ Eren arms up, guard your face. It doesn’t matter if you're a titan if Annie could kick your head clean off  your neck again.” Y/N smiled, knowing it would make him angry. When he got angry he got violent and reckless and when he got reckless and made piss poor decisions.

“ Don’t tell me how to fight.” he snapped. He still didn’t lift his elbows, and his face was so kickable Y/N felt her legs twitch with anticipation.

She could hear a crowd forming and smiled, she loved proving herself right, especially to people like Eren who were too stubborn to function. 

“ Don’t get your ass kicked and I won’t have to.” she smiled, a smile that only a fool would mistake for joy.

Eren tried his best to kick at her but missed horribly. His leg flew just past her ear, she didn’t even have to move. She didn’t laugh just lifted her eyebrow and nodded, then she looked around at everyone else who looked at the pair confused. Then she lifted her hands and began to clap.

“ The almighty Eren,” she announced.

Eren bared his teeth and growled, he didn’t know what pissed him off more, the fact that his kick was so pathetic it look like he hadn’t tried, or the fact that Y/N couldn’t do him the decency of giving this fight her 100%. It was the same thing Annie did, pretend not to care. Y/N pretended not to care about a lot of things, but he knew it was a bluff, Y/N had to care about a lot of things, he could tell by the look in her eye that only a desperate human could make, the thin lines that formed on her face before war. The thin lines of worry.

It bothered Eren that she didn’t even deem him worthy to laugh at, she even looked away and began what seemed to be a very captivating conversation with Jean who was soaking up every moment of his embarrassment. He would not let her get away with this level of disrespect, not now, not over his dead body.

He faked a left hook and swung as hard as he could right, Y/N caught his fist and tucked it under her arm, spun Eren around, and using her momentum pinned him to a tree, using her other hand to slam the back of his head into the tree. She could hear his nose break on impact and would have smiled when she saw the steam billowing from his face had they not been interrupted.

“ What’s going on here?” A cold voice said.

Y/N immediately let Eren go, he slid down the tree pathetically and lay face down in the grass. She took two steps back, turned to face him, and stood at attention.

“ Captain Levi, sir,” she shouted, some of the cadets in the crowd copied, but most of them just looked at her with strange expressions.

“ I asked you a question,” he stated, he folded his arms behind his back and paced back in forth, his heels slamming into the ground with every step he took.

“ Commander Erwin suggested I teach Eren how to fight, sir,” she said. “ He even went as far as to pick this location.”

“ I see,” he said. “ Eren. Stand.” Levi commanded.

Eren grounded and pushed himself to his knees, blood was spilling from his nose, he made no effort to wipe it and settled on trying to breathe. It proved harder than he thought, he put a hand on his chest trying to force his heart to slow enough for him to get the words out.

“ She broke my nose.” he wined. “ She broke my godnamn nose.”

“ Is that true?”

“ Yes.” she said plainly, the only part of her body that moved was her mouth she didn’t even blink. “ He needs to learn how to guard his face so next time he fights a shifter like Annie they don’t knock his head clean off his neck like last time.” she paused long enough to make Levi twitch,” Sir.”

“ I see.”

“ I told him to guard his face many times and he only gave me lip, sir.”

His eyes darted back to Eren who was rather pathetically on the verge of crying and now settled into loud and harsh breaths like someone held his head underwater for some time.  “ I broke my nose,” he whined again.

“ Did I ask you if you’re nose was broken, or did I tell you to stand?”

Eren pushed himself off the floor, and steam followed him, using the tree to support himself.

“ Should the female titan-”

“ Annie.” Y/N interrupted unflinchingly.

“ Excuse me.” Levi turned around and craned his face to look at her, his face calm in neutral but Y/N could see him twitching with rage.

“ Her name is Annie.”

He took one large step towards her, stood on his tiptoes to get in her face, and spoke. His voice was filled with bitter resentment. Y/N had seen violence, seen people cut in half, seen people crushed under a heavy foot, watched men get tortured only to die from terror, and hadn’t blinked, but the look in Levi’s eyes,, the one filled with bitter resentment made her want to take a step back.

“ You think I didn’t know that?” he spoke in her ear.

“ Calling Annie the female titian only acts to memorialize her, we would do much better to remember that she is human. Well as human as a titan could be, she bleeds like one..” she replied coolly. If Levi was making her nervous, it didn’t show. “ She bled like one, she died like one.”

“ It would do you well to remember that she is not dead.” His lips pulled back over his teeth and almost snarled.

“ All in due time,” she said with a smile. She would kill Annie the first chance she got, she would strangle her with her bare hands. She would watch the light blink out of her eyes and feel her muscles go limp and rigid and watch as her body turned rock hard into stone. She wouldn’t even bury her, just throw her off the wall and let the Titans deal with her remains. She smiled at the thought. “ I imagine she will die eventually,” she said.

“ And why do you imagine Erwin asked you to teach Eren to fight?” he fell from his toes and turned around and began to circle her.

“ Best option available,” she said. “ Everyone is dead, or busy.”

“ And you?”

“ Sir?”

“ Are you dead or busy?”

“ I’m bored.”

He walked over to Eren and began to shout at him, but before Eren could shout something back, Y/N interrupted him again. Levi couldn’t tell if it pissed him off of he appreciated her brass balls and nerve. You could teach a soldier to fight, you could teach someone to follow orders you can even teach them to lead, but you couldn’t teach someone valor.

“ It’s not his fault, sir,” she said. “ He didn’t stand a chance against me.”

Was it bravery or overconfidence?

“ Are you saying that no one could beat you in a fight?”

“ I’m sure that many people can,” she said, then she turned her head to look at Eren and lifted her brows. “ Just Eren can’t.”

Y/N saw Levi twitch, he balled his hands in a fist and began to pace faster, he asked her more questions, and she swallowed them all, which made Levi more angry. He stopped in front of her, standing a foot apart, and glared, looked at her arms, and motioned for her to put her arms up.

Y/N merely lifted her eyebrows, untucked her arms from behind her back, and held her arms up in front of her face. Took a low wide stance, looked and Levi, and cocked her head to the side, almost saying ‘fight me’.

Levi took a step forward and swung a high kick in her direction. She ducked under and waited for the other kick she knew would come, she was right, another, better, well-placed kick came flying at her stomach, she caught it, hardly, it nearly knocked the wind out of her. She held his foot and swept his other leg from under him, and slammed her shoulder into his chest knocking him to the ground, then threw herself on top of him.

Levi didn’t even groan, just rolled out of her grip and stood. Y/n was quick to follow, this time striking first, she threw a series of weak punches to see Levi’s swift quick movements. He moved through the air precisely, every move calculated. She decided it was time to throw a real one so she faked a left and swung right. Levi ducked underneath it , it almost clocking him square in the forehead.

Levi got underneath her, grabbed her by her shoulders, and jammed her stomach into her knee, she coughed violently as the air was forced out of her diagram. She jerked herslef backwards and took a moment to let herself recover. Then she came back at him swinging wildly. Where Levi was sharp and presisie, Y/N was wild and unpredictable. It was hard to guess what her next move she would through next because her movements were so sporadic and unpredictable.

Levi smiled. At last, a fair fight. No one in the scouts dared to fight him, and if they were forced, they only put in piss-poor effort.

Levi ducked under one of her punches and was not expecting the elbow he received to the shoulder, she grabbed him and kneed the side of his ribs, before she could do anything else to him he snaked behind her and got her in a chokehold. Y/N hoped he would do this, Levi liked to feel the wind leave someone too. She jerked her body forward sending him over her shoulder and to the ground. Y/N fell on top of him, straddling him, and elbowed him in the throat, Leve hardly coughed and rolled from underneath her, and stood, leaving Y/N on her back in the grass, before she could get up, he dropped on her with his elbow landing on her stomach, she would have thrown up she could have breathed properly.

Levo got up and dusted the grass off his clothes and looked at Y/N, he extended his hand down to Y/N who was still coughing and hadn’t managed to get herself off the ground. “My office, every evening 6:00. You need to learn how to take a hit. One day you won’t be able to block every hit.”

Y/N took his hand, and he pulled her to her feet, and placed a hand firmly on her chest. “ Breathe,” he commanded. “ Control your breath.”

“ I’m trying,” she whispered.

“ Long inhale, short exhale,” he said. She followed his instructions desperately wanting air, he didn’t remove his hand til he was sure that she wasn’t going to pass out from lack of oxygen.  “ Good.”

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→ Text: Omg hello there! thanks for coming back with another request 🥺💕 I am doing alright (just getting so tired nowadays cause of work-) I hope you are well though! also, this is such a cute idea for a request so thank you for sending it! I hope you like it and sorry for the delay <3 enjoy it :,) 

Synopsis: Y/N has started her new job as a nurse caregiver in a orphanage institute, wanting to look after kids who don’t have any family or parents and show them support and love. Levi, mistakes this as Y/N having kids and he is quite upset about it, defeated after he was getting to know her ever since he bumped into her in his tea shop which she usually goes to.

cute fluff, modern au, headcanons imagine ♡ —

Levi has been noticing his rather loyal customer recently in his teashop. She would come in usually all the time around the same time, and get the same tea that Levi would prepare minutes before she comes in.

He developed a small which later grew to a big crush on her and he decided to take his chance to get to know her and chat with her.

“Here, it’s on the house. Also, I didn’t get your name?” Levi said while handing her drink, and then started to clean the counter.

“That’s nice of you, thanks! And, its Y/N. I assume yours is Levi?” Her smile was beautiful to him, he loved how you always gave him that smile to him only after you both have gotten close and having small chats once a while.

He sometimes wished you stayed longer and would hope there won’t be any customers in the store whenever you came in, because of the short time you stayed there, he wanted to spend every minute of it!

“So, what do you do for a living? You seem to work.” He said while crossing his arms and taking a seat right next to you. Y/N could smell in his scent which was a scent of pure black tea which he just brew for you, the scent of fresh green leaves, floral and a nice fresh mint smell. “I am a nurse working in a institute.” You say with a smile and turned to glance at him, looking handsome than ever.

“Oh? I see, that’s interesting.” Levi said, he started to become more curious about you and he was dying to know more about you too. But he decided to take things slow and also because, he did feel kind of nervous when talking to you, especially if he starts to stutter or becomes lost of words every time he makes eye contact you, because to him, you looked pretty in his eyes and he admired your beauty and personality.

“By the way, I will be shutting my teashop for a couple of days so I was wondering. Do you want to hang out tomorrow? Of course, if that is a-alright with you.” 

‘Shit, I fucking stuttered.’ He thought to himself and cursed in his mind when he realized that, and now you could see a slight blush on his cheeks. Y/N chuckled and then got up taking her purse and approaching the door to leave, “Sure, I would love that. I finish work early tomorrow, Soo maybe you could meet me there after I am done with work?”